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Chapter Thirteen

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    Looking at Yin Wenjue's dejected back, Yang San was in a good mood, and it was good for his physical and mental health to bully his younger brother once in a while.  That's right, Yin Wenjue has already been classified as a younger brother by her.

    Today's trip was quite fruitful. In total, he earned more than 800,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan was given by Yin Wenjue, 500,000 yuan was paid by Lin Zehai, and more than 200,000 yuan was from selling charms.

    Before the show started, Yang San decided to make a few magic tools.  Of course, she didn't use this magic weapon herself, and she didn't like those.  She carried a supernatant talisman with her.  The Shangqing talisman is not a rare talisman, but it can't stand Yang San's hand. The one in Yang San's hand was drawn by Lingbao Tianzun himself, and its power is naturally extraordinary.  In the human world, as long as you don't run into a saint, there is nothing wrong with relying on this self-protection.

    She intends to pick out some jade stones that can hold spiritual power to carve.  She made a special phone call to ask the Taoist priest of Daohuaguan where she could buy these materials.  The head of the small road gave her an address called Yinshi. It is said that it is only open after twelve o'clock in the evening, and it is open until five o'clock.  .

    After Yang San got the address, he left Xiao Jin to watch the house, and he was ready to go out after twelve o'clock in the evening.  She waited at the gate of the community for a long time, but before the taxi passed by, Yang San simply took out her mobile phone and called Didi for a taxi.  Although she can also fly through the clouds incognito, but now she has become more and more integrated into human society, and her behavior is more in line with ordinary humans.

    The car that took her business was a car with a number of 46, fifteen kilometers away from her.  Yang San originally thought that she would have to wait for thirty minutes, but in less than ten minutes, the car slowly emerged from a white mist and appeared in front of her.

    The driver turned his head and said, "Get in the car?"

    The driver's cheeks were smeared with blush. Although his body was a little darker, his words and deeds were quite normal.

    Yang San complained in his heart: This must be how much he loves the driver's job, and he doesn't forget to drive even when he dies.

    If it was an ordinary person, seeing this scene would have scared the hell out of him.  Yang San nodded slightly, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

    The driver glanced at her in surprise, and the smile on his face deepened, "You're not an ordinary person, you haven't been scared away. Or am I more like a living person now? It's not in vain. I borrowed my wife's blush, and it really looks like  More popular."

    Yang San glanced at him lightly, "Go to Yinshi."

    The driver suddenly realized that there are quite a few masters of metaphysics going to Yinshi, Bao Buqi also knows a little bit about this, so he is not afraid of seeing ghosts.

    The car started, and the speed was twice as fast as that of ordinary taxis. According to this speed, she estimated that it would take about half an hour to reach Yinshi.

    Yang San was still very curious about the driver, and asked, "Why don't you stay here in the underworld, why did you come here to drive?"

    Perhaps because he seldom chats with living people, the driver is quite talkative.

    "Isn't this the seventh month of the lunar calendar? Those of us who behaved well, Lord Yan will let us go back to the top for a month, and I will use this time to make a little money."

    He began to complain, with an extremely melancholy expression, "Little girl, I think you are young, I remind you, don't get married lightly. To get married, you have to raise a big family, so tired."

    "Especially my mother-in-law, who likes to buy those expensive cosmetics the most, and also likes to follow the example of young girls chasing stars. I can't afford to support her even if I work hard. I thought I would be free after death, but within two years, my mother-in-law also  It's down there."

    The driver looked sad and indignant, "Last time, I even took away the paper money I was going to save to buy a new car, and ran to the ghost messenger to buy a chance to dream, and went to her idol's dream. I had to go out of the mountain again and drive to make money.  "

    What happened to this ghost driver made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.  A hard-hearted person like Yang San couldn't help but sympathize with him.

    He was acting like a ghost and couldn't get rid of it.

    However, relatively speaking, Yang San felt that the celebrities his wife pursued were even worse.

    "You guys are in the underworld, can't you get divorced, oh, no, is it a divorce?"

    The driver said: "When I was a poor boy, my wife accompanied me and shared our troubles. I can't let her go because of her stardom, right? It's all the fault of that little boy. He seduced my wife."

    Yang San withdrew his sympathy in an instant, the two of them were completely willing to fight and suffer.

    "Who is that star?"

    "Who else, Xu Chunshen, let me tell you, don't look at me now, I was much more handsome than him when I was young!"

    Yang San looked at his small eyes and flattened nose, and felt that this wasHumiliated Xu Chunshen.

    "Reincarnate, maybe you may be more handsome than him in your next life." Don't think about it in this life.

    The driver shook his head and said, "We have a generation gap with you young girls."

    In the middle of chatting, the Yin market has arrived.  Yang San took out a stack of gold paper and used it as fare.

    The ghost driver happily took it, and asked her again, "Sister, if it's still dark when you come back, you can take my car back."

    "Let's talk about it." Yang San turned around, looked at the Yinshi City, which was showing a ghostly color in the night, and walked in without hesitation

    interesting.

    Yang San watched with interest, and she found that not all humans were in the Yinshi, there were also ghosts and monsters, and the security guards in the Yinshi were a group of Taoist priests and a group of monks.

    "Sky Thunder Talisman, no money if it doesn't ring."

    "One of the transfer beads consecrated by Taoist Ling Xiao only costs 9999."

    "Looking for an apprentice with a good foundation, including getting out of the body."

    Yang San was surrounded by many voices of advertisements, but she turned a deaf ear to them, and looked at the stalls one by one. The real magic weapon can be detected from the aura emitted and the aura around it.  For Yang San, distinguishing between true and false is just a matter of face-to-face.  She reckoned that in this area, it would be good if there was only one real thing.

    However, she doesn't need to buy those magic tools, it's more about materials, especially jade that can be made into magic tools.

    Yang San quickly chose a small shop, and the name of the shop is the word "small shop", which is also very impressive.  The jade in their store is 20% more expensive than other stores, but the quality is indeed guaranteed, which is why it is expensive.

    The person in charge of selling things is a bald old man, and everything in his shop is clearly marked with a price.

    Yang San selected more than ten pieces from a pile of jade, and after checking out, it would cost more than three thousand.

    The old man looked at the things she picked out, and glanced at her in surprise¡ªthis little girl's eyes are too poisonous, she picked out all the jade stones that are most suitable for making utensils in his basket.

    His original stern Baogong face was unconsciously a little more kind, "Little girl, do you want to be a teacher?"

    The corner of Yang San's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the old man with strange eyes, "You are very courageous."

    The last person who poached her master's corner was called Lingbao Tianzun.

    Forget it, those who don't know are not guilty, she thinks she is quite magnanimous.

    She said slowly: "I have a master now. If you want to worship me as your teacher, I'm reluctant to think about it."

    Although this person is a bit older, his bones are still good.

    As soon as she finished speaking, she smelled the familiar fragrance, which seemed to be able to rob all reason, and appeared in front of her again.

    Xu Chunshen wore a white peaked cap and a black mask to cover himself tightly.  But no matter how well he covered it up, he couldn't stop the fragrance from his body, he was like a firefly in the dark.

    Yang San subconsciously covered his nose, and silently recited the Tao Te Ching.

    "Old Bei, you too will be rejected one day." The man next to Xu Chunshen had a playful tone, and looked familiar.

    Then the man said to Yang San: "Don't look at him like this, he is Bei Buyue, Qingyang Palace Guest Qing, who is as famous as Ling Xiao Daoist."

    Yang San was not familiar with the name Beibuyue, but she did know Qingyang Palace, the holy place where Lao Tzu preached.

    "Qingyang Palace, I know it well!"

    A thousand years ago, before she fell into a deep sleep, she often gathered there to discuss with other immortals. She also borrowed Wei Hu's subduing magic pestle and used it to beat tiger meat. The tiger meat was very firm.  Not to mention how chewy it is.

    Hey, it's a pity that I don't know which cave Wei Hu is staying in now, otherwise she can borrow his demon pestle.

    Bei Buyue found that the little girl in front of him looked at him lovingly after knowing his identity. The corners of his mouth twitched and he asked, "I don't know the name of your teacher?"

    Yang San waved his sleeves, and the jade she bought on the table was directly put into the sleeves.

    Bei Buyue's eyes almost popped out.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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